Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Senegal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Youth Brigade to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by JFA. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tommy Roe,
New Age Steppers,
Amon Düül II,
Lalann,
China Crisis,
The Saints,
Barry Ungar,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eddi Front,
Con Funk Shun,
John Cale,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fluxion,
Gabor Szabo,
Hot Snakes,
The Slackers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pole,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bronski Beat,
The Evens,
Little Man,
The Black Dice,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ultravox,
Cal Tjader,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Slits,
kango's stein massive,
Cybotron,
CMW,
Masters at Work,
The Mummies,
10cc,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Television Personalities,
Reuben Wilson,
Sun Ra,
Sight & Sound,
Guru Guru,
Amon Düül,
FM Einheit,
The Fortunes,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Sonics,
Tears for Fears,
Bootsy Collins,
Stetsasonic,
Flipper,
Can,
Leonard Cohen,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pylon,
Barrington Levy,
Idris Muhammad,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marcia Griffiths,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.